To be fair it has often rained in Italy on my birthday.

The first year I was there was my 50th and I can still remember being in my hen house studio with the plastic roof while the rain battered down on the roof.

I stood at the door and wondered what was going on. It was my first summer in Italy.

I think it rained last year too.

However I’ve been out for breakfast  …..and lunch today.

And there was cake…..

And flowers……..

Now it’s wine time.

2 days until we go to Meta di Sorrento.

Cheers 🍷🍷💃